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Cuisine: French
Location: Xin An St. No. 161, Taipei, Taiwan.
Price Range: $$$
Food: **
Service: **
Overall: **
Every time I’m back home I end up going to a few places to eat that my dad, relatives, or family friends have found since the last time I’ve been back. The story is usually goes like this – they’ve found a great new restaurant, and the food there is spectacular. As a result, they’ve been back a couple times already in the span of a few short months, and the owner/ maitre d’/ executive chef greets them by name1 and sometimes trots out dishes2 that are nowhere to be found on the menu.
So understandably, I was excited when some family friends told us they had found a great French place that served rustic, authentic French food. Sadly, this was one of the rare times that I was decidedly underwhelmed by a fine dining establishment in Taipei.
The restaurant is very small – by my count, it seats maybe 30 people. The kitchen is in plain view of the dining room, separated only by the expediting station. Given that, I would have expected service to be attentive, or at least not be poor enough to leave me with a bad impression. Especially considering that the restaurant doesn’t do a la carte at all (instead offering multiple options for a set menu consisting of a soup, salad, optional appetizer, entrée, and dessert), you would think that they would have the pacing of the meal down to a tee. Instead, there was a 30-minute delay between our salad and appetizers, followed by a 20-minute delay between our appetizer and main course. Which, for the people who didn’t bother with the appetizers, translated into almost an hour-long wait3.
Even worse, the food simply wasn’t very good. It wasn’t bad, either – it was just that there was always one component to each dish that I didn’t care for. Instead of talking in generalities4, here’s a more in-depth recap of my meal at Aux Champs Sur Marne:
Left: Apricot, Ricotta, Berries. Middle: Salami, Pesto, Pickled Cucumber. Right: Salmon, and honestly, I can't remember for the life of me what the hell that orange looking sauce was. |
French onion soup |
Garlic-sauteed mushroom salad |
Escargot "gratin" |
Palate cleanser: This dish was complimentary, perhaps due to the aforementioned service mishaps. But they only gave our table of six two of these for some reason. Which is fine because it meant that only two of us had to taste this. I could tell the green apple sorbet was refreshing and subtly sweet, which I liked a lot. Too bad the intense taste of brandy completely overtook the sorbet and left an insanely bitter after taste in my mouth. As palate cleansers go, this one was one big epic FAIL. It came closer to nuking my palate than cleaning it.
Duck breast confit, apple tatin, Dijon mustard, seasonal vegetables |
Vanilla ice cream, blueberry and banana crepe |
Last thoughts: like I said, I felt that everything managed to miss the boat by just a bit one way or another. Overall, a wholesomely forgettable dining experience. Especially for the price point, I wouldn’t be able to justify recommending this place to anyone.
1. My uncle David has been to a certain Japanese restaurant in Taipei so many times in the last few months that they keep a set of chopsticks engraved with his name there for his personal use.↩
2. A good friend of my dad’s claims that he once frequented an Italian establishment so often that to switch things up he once asked the chef/ owner to make him porridge instead. As the story goes, the porridge was as fantastic as the restaurant’s Italian food.↩
3. Food worth waiting over an hour for: Hot Doug’s and Kuma’s Corner. And at least there you’re warned that you’ll be waiting for hours and hours to eat.↩
4. Which I promised I wouldn’t do when it comes to reviewing restaurants!↩
5. The fact that they plated an entire cherry tomato (instead of halves) really bothered me. Because the cherry tomato had been either blanched or boiled, I was beyond worried that when I picked it up with a fork the entire tomato would collapse and spew tomato juice all over the table.↩
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